It was at this time that the demon people brought Alan, who was a man from the elven clan, who was slender and well-proportioned, and was about six feet tall. He had short, dark hair that was as black as the night, slightly curly, like black feathers brushing his forehead. His eyes were deep and bright, like the blue waters of a lake, revealing a mysterious light. There was wisdom and calmness in his eyes, as if he could see everything. His slender eyebrows were slightly raised, adding a sense of confidence and arrogance to his countenance. Allen's face is clearly contoured and three-dimensional, and his facial features are delicate and upright. His high nose and slender chin outline his fortitude and determination. His lips are rosy and seductive, slightly upturned, and seem to be able to outline a charming smile at any moment. His skin was as white as snow, like carved jade. His skin is smooth and delicate, revealing a hint of natural radiance. His body lines are smooth and graceful, and his muscles are tight and powerful, showing his grace and strength as an elven. Allen wears a light and ornate outfit with delicate patterns and ornamentation. His clothes are brightly colored, with sky blue and silver as the main tones, which complement his skin. His robe was also embellished with some shiny gems that gave off a faint glow. There was a fresh aura from him, as if he was surrounded by a faint scent of flowers and a forest. His presence gives a sense of tranquility and harmony, like the most beautiful sprite in nature.

Ling Haoran looked at Allen, Allen also looked at Ling Haoran, he felt the spirit tree breath of their elven clan's Emerald Spirit Forest on Ling Haoran's body, this is the effect of Ling Haoran's portrayal of the spirit pattern, after Ling Haoran portrayed the fusion spirit pattern, he was infinitely close to nature, infinitely close to the breath of the elf race, Ling Haoran brought a familiar feeling to Allen, Allen bowed deeply to Ling Haoran, Ling Haoran nodded faintly and smiled, and then Ling Haoran and the Demon Emperor chatted again, They are now ready to start preparing for the second battle, Martial Arts!

The Demon Emperor said, "We were tied in the alchemy just now, and now we are competing to test our strength!" ”

Ling Haoran said, "You are a little monk at the peak of the foundation building period who beat me to a third level of the qi cultivation period, you are a big realm stronger than me, several small realms, you have to be merciful!" ”

The Demon Emperor said, "I know that you kid has a lot of hole cards, and I won't show mercy to my subordinates, so I don't know how to die!" ”

Ling Haoran smiled and said, "Demon Emperor, it's serious!" ”

The Demon Emperor said, "Don't call me the Demon Emperor in the future, my name is Black Eagle, you can call me Brother Hei!" ”

Ling Haoran said, "Brother Hei, let's start!" I'm going to put forward the conditions after that, I don't know if you're ready? ”

The Black Eagle Demon Emperor said, "Come on! War! ”

Ling Haoran cast the wings of the Vermilion Bird, the whole body exuded the flames of the Vermilion Bird, holding a spear in both hands, Ling Haoran used the God of War Trick to keep running, Ling Haoran roared and said, "Running Thunder Spear Day by Day", Ling Haoran rushed towards the Black Eagle Demon Emperor, the figure of the Black Eagle Demon Emperor stood alone on the martial arts arena, like an insurmountable mountain. His face was resolute and cold, and his eyes were like an abyss, shining with a dark light. Black eagle feathers hung over his muscular body, and the long sword was held in his hand, the blade of the sword shimmered with cold light, as if drawing strength from the night. His muscles were as strong as steel, and the sword seemed to turn into a nimble snake in his hands, ready to dance for a deadly attack. The swordsmanship of the Black Eagle Demon Emperor is like a meteor in the night sky, fast and dazzling, without any superfluous movements, each sword is direct and powerful, like a clear spring in the mountains, pure and violent. His body was filled with an aura of mystery and danger, and the sword light flickered behind him, illuminating his grim face. Each sword dance brings a cold wind, as if announcing his existence to the world. The Black Eagle Demon Emperor is like an unpolished sword, rough and sharp, and his existence is a deterrent to the enemy. He stood there, his eyes deep, as if he could see everything. The long sword in his hand seemed to be his symbol, not only his weapon, but also his status symbol. The Black Eagle Demon Emperor, his image is like an unclimbable mountain, cold and powerful, he is the emperor of that world, and the object of fear of all living beings.

The Black Eagle Demon Emperor snorted coldly, wrapped himself in the talisman aura, and then rushed towards Ling Haoran, with Ling Haoran's shout, the spear in his hand slashed through the air like lightning, carrying the blazing heat of the Vermilion Bird flame and the power of thunder. The Black Eagle Demon Emperor's gaze was locked on Ling Haoran, his body was unmoved, as stable as a mountain peak, only the light in his eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

The Black Eagle Demon Emperor watched Ling Haoran's attack approaching, the long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and the sword light flickered, like a meteor in the night sky. His swordsmanship is still simple and direct, and each sword carries great power.

In the center of the martial arts arena, two figures staggered, sword qi and Vermilion Bird flames intertwined into a spectacular picture. Ling Haoran's spear collided with the Black Eagle Demon Emperor's sword in the air, erupting into a strong wave of qi that rolled up the surrounding sand and dust.

Ling Haoran was shocked back a few steps, and the Black Eagle Demon Emperor also moved his position slightly. The momentum of the two was still vigorous, and they did not flinch in the slightest. They competed with each other in momentum, and neither of them made the first move.

Suddenly, the figure of the Black Eagle Demon Emperor disappeared in an instant, as if it had melted into the air. Ling Haoran immediately became vigilant and scanned his surroundings with full concentration. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his vest, and a powerful force had attacked him.

Ling Haoran reacted instantly, he dodged sideways, and at the same time sprayed Vermilion Bird flames towards the Black Eagle Demon Emperor. The figure of the Black Eagle Demon Emperor appeared in the flames, and he was a little embarrassed by the flames. But he didn't stop attacking and attacked Ling Haoran again.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, the sword qi and the Suzaku flame were constantly intertwined, and the momentum on the martial arts arena became more and more majestic. The figures of the two moved quickly on the martial arts arena, like a dance, but they were full of danger and murderous intent.

Ling Haoran had already felt tremendous pressure, and although he had tried his best to resist, the Black Eagle Demon Emperor's power seemed to be endless, constantly putting pressure on him. Ling Haoran's offensive gradually weakened, and he began to feel a little powerless.

However, at this time, a powerful force welled up in his body. It was something he had never felt before, as if his body was infused with infinite power. Ling Haoran's eyes flashed with determination, he clenched his spear and attacked the Black Eagle Demon Emperor again.

Vermilion Bird's wings spread out behind him, and Ling Haoran rushed towards the Black Eagle Demon Emperor like a bolt of lightning. This time, his attack was even more violent, and the Vermilion Bird flames were blazing, lighting up the entire martial arts arena.

The Black Eagle Demon Emperor faced Ling Haoran's attack, and his eyes showed surprise. He didn't expect Ling Haoran to burst out with such a powerful attack when he was at a disadvantage. The Black Eagle Demon Emperor's sword technique was displayed again, but this time, his offensive seemed to be suppressed by Ling Haoran's attack.

Ling Haoran's spear drew a perfect arc in the air, and the Vermilion Bird flame roared out like a fiery dragon, heading straight at the Black Eagle Demon Emperor. The figure of the Black Eagle Demon Emperor swayed in the flames, and it seemed that he had fallen into a predicament.

At this time, the Black Eagle Demon Emperor exerted the unique aura release during the foundation building period, compressing the aura into a powerful energy, he was the wind attribute and the thunder attribute, and directly hit Ling Haoran, Ling Haoran was wrapped in the wind and thunder, this strength of the wind and thunder power was not enough to hurt Ling Haoran, Ling Haoran used the power of the thunder in his body, and swallowed the power of the wind and thunder, and then the Demon Emperor looked at Ling Haoran in disbelief, and the two fought together again.

After a few days of fighting, the aura of the Black Eagle Demon Emperor became weaker and weaker, and Ling Haoran had two dantians, and the aura of all the meridian acupuncture points was sufficient, and in the end, Ling Haoran couldn't help the Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor's realm was a lot higher than him, and the Demon Emperor couldn't help Ling Haoran, Ling Haoran was like a little strong who couldn't be killed.